Flaugin Azz Niggas / Bitches

歌詞

(feat. La' Chat) [DJ Paul] It is I my son The king of the motherfuckin' "M" awakened By all you hatin ass hoes you bitch you And its going motherfuckin' down For all you motherfuckin wannabe Hypnotize Camp Posse ass niggas Who we got in this motherfucker count out [Crunchy Blake] Crunchy Blake up in this bitch [Lord Infamous] Lord soldier [La Chat] A real treal bitch [Frazer Boy] You got frazy boy in this motherfucker Like to ride on you bitch made niggas [Lord Infamous] Nigga get all yo boys, Tell them to bring all there guns And being y'all some hoes, I got to eat'um when we come When I don't tuck it, Yo pressure point with 44 slugs On this *** I'm feelin this commented by this thug Head bust put yea, In mudda huh It's the rip yea for a hour, Leave yea skull fucked up Plus I'll double bust, to yo nuts, cough'em up SLUT Drop the needle and then I'm callin Triple Six up [La Chat] Who run it, I know you know, Quite playin you hatin hoe La Chat can't take no mo, We brangin it to the door I got the tech 9, 45 can't forget the A.K Fin to take you to the streets, No you bitches clean away Man I'm sick'in tired of you talking I'm up and on my donkin Is it you that I would be stalking, I'm walkin, bitches walkin Hope you niggas payin attention to everything I mention Shit I'm up and full of dat shit and I'm going on a mission [Juicy J] Now sippin on some gin and some mo, and some mo Watchin niggas in the room snotin blow, snotin blow They got weed, and its already rolled, ready rolled Quit baby sitting that doe, that doe Now I'm so fuckin buzzed I'm bout to faint, bout to faint Sittin back watchin R. Kelly tapes, Kelly tapes Now everytime you see a player we be high, we be high So come and get a piece of nigga pie, nigga pie [Frazer Boy] I be sycophantic, don't you panic, you can't handle it So god damn it, you can't stand it, leave you stranded Push up nigga you been bradin, I been pacin you are facin Fuckin killer in your placin, heart is racin, y'all be racin Both to catch another casin, kill and nigga, drill a nigga Fell me nigga, I don't give a fuck about what you said I'm the illest nigga Pistol bucker, drama lovin, poppa sucka, motherfucker, like no other I'm a lethal weapon, like I'm Danny Glover [Crunchy Blake] Nigga let me tell you my specialty, my specialty Its getting you niggas, lock and load with the gun and pullin the trigger How the fuck you figure, that a nigga ain't robbin you nigga When I'm out here, tryin to get life dicka dicka Yo body up when I kill ya nigga Shouldn't talked that shit cause I pull the trigger How the fuck y'all niggas Wanna go to war when y'all ain't bad enough for us boy [DJ Paul] See I'm the kings of kings, scare crows the lord of us And fuckin up in my kindom is something you can't afford Tryin to compete with hypnotize man, I wouldn't even try that My low keys cost 70 G's nigga can you buy that You wonder why I had the for sale sign in the yard, bitch I sold my crib My new house cost 1 million, and this some king shit, mtv crib shit Yo mouth done dropped, you start to drool you need a bib bitch Before you dis me nigga turn yo pockets inside out, clean yo shoes and you Pants bring the starch right out Cause I'm the K.O.M., you wishin you was down with this click But you choose other wise so you a clown to this click In the streets nigga you get nothing but frowns from this click And we done covered all sides of this country you bitch So if you ever get a chance to get your source out right You'll be like me nigga Nas all you'll have is one mic [all together speaking]